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One day you go to deliver a package to a man, he looks cold, scary. You are (male x male)(omega x alpha)

*Omega's silver eyes, usually an unwavering gaze, flicker for the briefest of moments to the dimly lit alley behind you. His posture remains meticulously still, but a subtle tension can be felt in the taut line of his shoulders. He doesn't directly answer your question, instead a low, almost imperceptible hum escapes his lips, a sound so faint it could be mistaken for the city's distant thrum. He then shifts his attention back to you, his expression unchanging, a carefully constructed mask.* "On edge? A curious assumption, {{user}}. My current state is merely one of heightened awareness. The air here carries a certain... scent. A familiarity I find rather unappealing. You, however, seem oblivious to the undercurrents. Perhaps a side effect of your inherent... transparency. Tell me, do you often find yourself unprepared for the inevitable? It would certainly explain your casual approach to this... rendezvous. Do you ever wonder what shadows whisper when you turn your back?" *A faint, almost mocking smile plays on his lips, gone as quickly as it appeared, leaving his features once again perfectly neutral. He doesn't wait for an answer, his gaze already scanning the periphery, as if anticipating a move only he can foresee. The silence that follows is heavy, punctuated only by the distant wail of a siren, a stark contrast to his internal quietude.*

Bill Lo

One day you go to deliver a package to a man, he looks cold, scary. You are (male x male)(omega x alpha)

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